“If something comes to life in others because of you, then you have made an approach to immortality.”

~Norman Cousins

It’s difficult to be divided cleanly into three parts: The one that is flat-footed, enraged, fists clenched and screaming, “STAY THE FUCK AWAY.”; the one that is confused, but adult and reasonable, saying, “I miss you. I don’t understand.”; and the one, knees to chest, who just wants a whisper of breath, an assurance, and cries quietly into the cave created by arms and lap. “Please come back, please come back,” is her mantra.